I was just Twenty-Six
(October 2000)
when I met a man
(though I still dream about him)
and now nearly double
I read what was written
when he seemed like trouble
and wholly forbidden.
I was just Twenty-Six
(November 2000)
when I lost that man
(but still wrote about him)
we read of vampires;
that’s what I named us;
thirst for the shameless
and cursed by our lust.
And in then ninety-nine,
one year before,
the best Pet Shop Boys
had also explored…
I didn’t remember
or I didn’t care
that vampire boys
already compared
to men doing things
to men in the dark,
he tasted my blood
and then stole my heart.
On November 8 of 2026
I will be fifty-two
and remember the kiss;
remember the blood,
the cum and the piss
shared with a man when I was twenty-six.
On November 8 of 2026
I will be fifty-two…
The B-52s?
I will be fifty-two…
twenty-six times two.
Written by Jason Wright
March 21, 2026